Chapter 2

Quinn walked away from the broken glass, and headed up the stairs. She needed space, she couldn't look at Rachel. As much as she needed to understand, the thought of those two was too much for her heart to take.

Rachel head dropped as she watched her broken wife leave the room. Rachel knew that she had just witnessed her Quinn break. Her wife, her lover, her best friend, her everything was just shattered like the glass surrounding her. Rachel could hear the sound of faint sobs coming from their bedroom, the sound was heartbreaking, the sound was the worse sound she had ever heard.

Quinn sat on the floor of their bedroom, just staring at the bed in the middle of the room. The images plaguing her imagination. The images wouldn't allow her to go near her bed. The images of "her" Rachel with her best friend was too much to take. Quinn knew she needed to leave she needed space, she needed some time and she needed distance. Being in this house with Rachel was suffocating. She stalked across the room, ensuring not too get to close to the bed and reached for the suitcase at the bottom of their wardrobe. She quickly started to empty the contents of the wardrobe and draws into the suitcase. She didn't know what she was packing but she knew she needed to be gone.

Rachel hearing the sobbing lessen, lifted her head and wiped the tears falling from her brown orbs. She listened closely, trying to decipher the movements. After a short moment it registered what Quinn was doing. Quinn was leaving her. Jumping from the chair, Rachel ran up the stairs two at a time, knowing she needed to stop this from happening.

"Baby, please." Rachel whispered at the door way. Watching a shattered Quinn packing her clothes into the already full suitcase.

"Just go Rachel. I really can't be near you at the moment! I need to get away from you and this room and this house." Quinn didn't stop to look at Rachel, she carried on robotically filling her bags with her belongings.

"Where are you going, and for how long." Rachel continued to stand in the doorway. Not wanting to cross the threshold of the room. The tears continued to fall from her eyes, it seemed like they would never stop. Not until she managed to make this right again.

"I don't know. I just need you to not be here right now. I need to get my stuff and I need to leave." Quinn zipped up her bags and threw one over her shoulder, while pulling her suitcase behind her as she walked straight past Rachel. Never looking directly as the Diva.

"Please let me know where you are staying. Please. If not for me for Beth." Rachel watched at Quinn descended the stairs.

"Beth is with Puck for the rest of the summer. She doesn't need to know about this. I will tell her when she's here. I don't want to break her heart over the phone." Quinn never looked back as she closed the door on her family home.

As the door closed Rachel slid to the floor, her heart broken. What made it harder for her was she knew she caused this. She was stupid and she regretted every second.

Quinn was use to packing and leaving, she'd been doing it since she was sixteen, she should of guessed there would come another point in her life where she would have to look for another place to stay. Only this time she had never felt so much hurt. Sure she felt pain when her parents forced her out of her childhood home because she fell pregnant with Beth, and it was a pain when Finn kicked her out for lying. But this time she was devastated.

Quinn pulled up to the familiar building, she felt a slight sense of comfort looking at the small apartment building. She knew she would be safe here for the time being. She grabbed her cell phone and made a quick call to the occupant. "I'm here." Quinn managed to speak, her voice breaking from all the crying.

The familiar voice soothed her almost right away, "I'll be right down".

A gentle knock on the window alerted Quinn to her rescuer, seeing the shining eyes of Kurt allowed Quinn the strength she needed to exit the car and head into the building.

Meanwhile across the city Rachel was not doing so well, she hadn't moved since the front door closed behind her wife. She continued to stare and cry, not moving. She was alone and it was her fault.

Quinn was quickly taken into her make shift home in Kurt's apartment. Kurt knew from the small pieces of information that Quinn had shared on the phone, that she had left Rachel and she needed somewhere to stay. However, the reason and why's were still left unanswered, and at this moment in time he let his gossip nature take a backseat to his protectiveness of one of his best friends. He held Quinn as she continued to cry, and he cried along with her when he realised just how much pain his friend was in. He held her all night until finally her body couldn't take anymore and fell asleep on his sofa. Kurt carefully covered her small body with a sheet and left her to rest.

Rachel maintained her position of sitting on the floor, her body and mind no longer caring about the world outside. She didn't allow sleep to take her, she continued to stare at the door, in hope that Quinn will come back, and allow her to make this right.

Night fell and both woman continued to be alone.